I wanted a pony so badly I hatched a plan to keep one behind the slidingcloset door of my bedroom. Sadly, my parents nixed the idea but it did then dawn on them that this was a problem that was not going to go away. It never did and at some point a real pony did appear behind a real stall door and thus the logistics of cleaning my room never entered the equation. I started shooting photographs while in college and that has never gone away either. I am blessed and gratified that I am able to combine both.